We were tasked to relocate a clan of Forest Folk. On the way to the vans, this crone looks at me and says, ‘you are one of the good ones. When the Culling tree is twisted, so is all in its shadow. Find the light.’ Then she and everyone around us touched their ears. Someone yelled for them to move along, and I lost them in the crowd. When I tried to find them at the relocation center, no one knew where this family was.
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